Jackie's Story

Jackie went looking for some poster paint in her office and as she was rifling through the drawer she thought it was in, she ran across a recent letter she’d written to her oldest friend. She sat down on the floor cross-legged and read it.

Hollywood or Bust

Hollywood or Bust or

Before we were Baby Boomers…

Adventures of two young women in Hollywood in the 60’s

Do you believe in Magic…?

I remember the day we drove away, backing out of the long driveway in Ellie’s green and white 1957 Ford Fairlane, waving “goodbye” to my mother, who had a big towel wrapped around her freshly washed hair--a few Auburn locks escaping the towel. Ellie was crying and we were tingling with excitement. Not that we weren’t sad too, but we were on our way to our new lives—via Highway 101 from Merced, California to Carmel and Monterey on our way down to L.A., then Hollywood. Of course, we loved Carmel and Monterey, stopping by Hearst Castle and Big Sur and eating too much of both brown and white chocolate from a candy store in Carmel. I’d never had white chocolate before, and I loved it.